“We cannot live for ourselves alone.”

The worst of our evils we blindly inflict upon ourselves; our officers cannot remove them, even if they would.

Meditation and water are wedded for ever.

The eyes are the gateway to the soul.

Life’s a voyage that’s homeward bound.

All round and round does the world lie as in a sharp-shooter’s ambush, to pick off the beautiful illusions of youth, by the pitiless cracking rifles of the realities of age.

Faith, like a jackal, feeds among the tombs, and even from these dead doubts she gathers her most vital hope.

See how elastic our prejudices grow when once love comes to bend them.

It is better to fail in originality than to succeed in imitation.

Truth uncompromisingly told will always have its ragged edges.

Of all the preposterous assumptions of humanity over humanity, nothing exceeds most of the criticisms made on the habits of the poor by the well-housed, well- warmed, and well-fed.

I am a man who, from his youth upwards, has been filled with a profound conviction that the easiest way of life is the best.

Art is the objectification of feeling.

You know nothing till you know all; which is the reason we never know any thing.

Nature is nobody’s ally.

To know how to grow old is the master work of wisdom, and one of the most difficult chapters in the great art of living.

There is a savor of life and immortality in substantial fare. Like balloons, we are nothing till filled.

And I knew that it was better to live out one’s absurdity than to die for that of others.

For me, traveling and living are the same. How you travel is a symbol of your life.

I have learned to live each day as it comes, and not to borrow trouble by dreading tomorrow.

Once in one’s life, for one mortal moment, one must make a grab for immortality; if not, one has not lived.

I always wanted to live a man’s life in a woman’s body.

You only regret what you don’t do! Go for it, live your dreams and enjoy it all!

I must have books everywhere. They’re the soul of a room-they reveal the taste, the interests, and the secrets of whoever lives there.

The moment we begin to celebrate ourselves and focus on our successes is the moment we begin living.